Ally's POV

　　The scent of pine and wet earth fills my nostrils as I stand in the clearing, the weight of Elliot's gaze upon me. The moon above us is a sliver shy of being full, casting a silver glow on the forest around us. Dawn stirs within, her energy mingling with mine- a silent reminder that this was always the path we'd tread.

　　"Ally," Elliot begins, his deep voice laced with the gravity of what we are about to do. His wolf, Shadow, is a silent sentinel, just ...